Does the Beiting Family Still Have Face?

He had lived for a long time, but he had never been bullied like this before. Furthermore, she was a granddaughter. The face of the elder of the inner courtyard turned the color of a pig's liver, and he almost couldn't breathe and nearly fainted. At this moment, Beiting Qing, who had been standing at the side with a dark expression and hadn't said a word, said, "Alright, stop arguing. Aren't you afraid of losing face in public? Hurry up and set off."

"Hmph!"

Just as everyone was about to leave the ground and rise into the air, a cold snort sounded. Everyone looked at the person who had spoken at the same time. Who else could it be but Beiting Huang? She still looked cool, and her dark eyes were filled with mockery. She glanced at Beiting Qing from the corner of her eye and said shockingly, "Does the Beiting family still have face? Where is it? Why haven't I seen it!"

"Pfft!"